T-Rell and MoneyBagg Yo - Issues

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, T-Rell
You don't know what I done been through (yeah yeah)
You don't know what I done been through (shit)

Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (yeah yeah)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (been through)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (my rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Fuck these niggas, they don't want to see me here (wanna see me here)
They'd rather see me dead, not providin' for my family
These niggas make diss songs all because I'm rich now
Do it for attention, pussy nigga sit down
These young thugs they be on my dick, remind me of my bitch (remind me of my bitch)
On Facebook talkin' shit 'cause every day we lit (every day we lit)
So people let me keep it real, I did my dirt
Hurt my heart to see my mama smoke work
My baby mama be trippin', 'cause she see how we livin' (trippin' yeah)
She fucked up her position, let's just keep it 'bout children (keep it 'bout children)
My lil boy got cancer, I just hugged and I kissed him
I'm out there hustlin' and greetin', son every day gonna miss you (every day gonna)
I got issues, with these bitches, I can't leave these hoes alone (hoes alone)
I got issues, wifey trippin', readin', goin' through my phone (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (yeah yeah)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (been through)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (my rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Yeah more money, more problems, more cash, more hoes (more problems, bitches)
Less time at the house, more fans, more shows (the house)
I'm out the mud if you know me, I'm familiar with the struggle (aright)
Down bad had to scuffle, I made robbin' a hustle
I got my DJ so lit, I got my niggas, dem rich
Bank account like phone numbers but ain't got none for no bitch (nothin')
Pour out my problems with drank, order up me a kid (whoa, get it)
Different cities and states but don't go nowhere without sticks (mane)
Man I'm comin' from shit, I went and iced out my fist quick (shit, whoa)
I like blowin' a bag, walk in the store, give me this (bag)
Hit the yellow and itch, diamonds mwah, blow a kiss (mwah)
I'm like fuck your opinion, like a big bitch I'm lit (fuck it)

Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (yeah yeah)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck your opinion, you don't know what I done been through (been through)
Don't know my struggle, put in work because my rent due (my rent due)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (issues)
More money, more problems, yeah I got issues (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Written by:
Demario Dewayne White, Terrell Terry

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